Stressed Out
I wish I found some better sounds that no one's ever heard
Wish I had a better voice and sang some better words
Wish I found some chords in an order that is new
I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang
I was told when I was older all my fears would shrink
But now I'm insecure, and I care what people think
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our mommas sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our mommas sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Now we're stressed out
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I'm young
Never able to identify where it is from
Make a candle out of it if I ever found it
Try to sell it, never sell it, and I'd probably only sell one
To my brother, 'cause we have the same nose
Same clothes, homegrown, a stone's throw from the creek we used to roam
Would remind me of when nothing really mattered
Out of student loans and treehouse homes, we all would take the latter
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our mommas sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days
When our momma sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship, and then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space, they're laughing in our face
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money"
We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship, and then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space, they're laughing in our face
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money"
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our momma sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our momma sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Now we're stressed out
Wish I had a better voice and sang some better words
Wish I found some chords in an order that is new
I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang
I was told when I was older all my fears would shrink
But now I'm insecure, and I care what people think
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our mommas sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our mommas sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Now we're stressed out
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I'm young
Never able to identify where it is from
Make a candle out of it if I ever found it
Try to sell it, never sell it, and I'd probably only sell one
To my brother, 'cause we have the same nose
Same clothes, homegrown, a stone's throw from the creek we used to roam
Would remind me of when nothing really mattered
Out of student loans and treehouse homes, we all would take the latter
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our mommas sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days
When our momma sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship, and then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space, they're laughing in our face
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money"
We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship, and then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space, they're laughing in our face
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money"
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our momma sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days
When our momma sang us to sleep, and now we're stressed out
Now we're stressed out
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Joseph
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- Northern Lights (feat. Henri Bardot & Mree) - Single
- july (feat. Mree & Henri Bardot) - Single
- Talk Me Down (feat. Henri Bardot & Mree) - EP
- Big House (feat. Henri Bardot & Mree) - EP
- Here (Acoustic) [feat. Henri Bardot & Mree] - Single
- here (feat. Mree & Henri Bardot) - Single
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- Re: Stacks - Single
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